Tuesday, June 27, 2017

Rant

Hey guys, this is gonna be a rant so just bare with me for this.

So I don’t remember the actual date that this happened because we have been so busy and they days all blur together when we are busy but I think it was on a Tuesday because I was off the day it actually happened and I heard about it the next day.

Anyway, so I come in one day and Boss Lady was walking the dogs. I was coming in at 1 since AP has been getting off at 12 even though we are hella busy right now.  So Boss Lady was finishing up the 12 o’clock walk. Since all the dogs love me, whoever she had out ran up to me. So, as I was standing there loving on whichever baby it was, Boss Lady walked up because obviously the dog wasn’t listening because I had just got there. I could tell she looked tired but with as busy as we have been lately and stuff going on in her personal life, she always looks tired. I always wanna laugh because whenever I get there, you can almost see her relax. Like she knows I got this so she doesn’t have to worry anymore. So, she walked up and told me that yesterday was hell. Obviously, I asked her why. She told me that this dog Braxton had a heat stroke so they had to rush him to the vet. This made me really sad because Braxton and his older brother Brody are two of my favorite dogs. They are both great danes. Brody is brindle and Braxton is a beautiful Harlequin.  Since the only thing I knew about heat strokes (being prone to heat exhaustion myself) was that once you get fluid back you are ok and he was at the vet I didn't think much of it. Brody stayed the rest of the stay with us and was picked up by a guess a friend of the owners. Boss Lady had left for the day but told me to ask how Braxton was doing. So once we got Brody's giant ass in the car, I asked her. She told me it was kinda 50/50. The last time she talked to one of the owners, they said he might have internal bleeding and might not make it. I just kinda stood there in shock. Boss Lady hadn't said it was that bad. The lady even kinda looked pissed off at me, like I was the reason this had happened. So the next day I told Boss Lady what she had told me. So then Boss Lady and the owners started talk. Braxton lived but wasn't 100% and his vet bill was around $5,000. The owners wanted us (the company) to pay the vet bill seeings how he was in our care when it happened. The owners also said we neglected him and would never bring them back.

Ok so that's the story. Here is my opinion. I don't blame the owners for being pissed. I don't blame them for wanting us to pay the bill. It's our fucking fault. If you leave your dog with someone while you are gone, whether it be a boarding facility, a pet sitter or even a friend, you expect your dog to be taken care of. In client contracts it says the company isn't liable for any injury. I'm sorry but that's fucking bullshit. Every dog that comes in is your fucking responsibility until they leave. If I was gonna leave my dog somewhere and it said that I would never leave them there. It doesn't matter that there hasn't been a dog have a heat stroke in all the time you have been open. Dogs have gotten into fights, you have gotten bit BY YOUR OWN FUCKING DOG, every single one of us has been bit. You completely ignore when owners say dogs that live together cant be taken out together. One of these days there is going to be a serious fight because your dumb ass thought it would be ok. You don't even know your own dogs' temperament how the fuck do you think you can guess one you just met. You don't know how the fuck those dogs act because you don't walk them. We do. If an owners says their dogs don't go out together then they fucking don't go out together. 


Ok well I think I have ranted enough about this topic lol. I will be posting another rant at some point. I dont know when yet. I will talk to you all later. Bye Bye.


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